1892
Sept. 16
Concord, Massachusetts.
Mass.
Concord. Clear and cool with high N. W. winds and drifting clouds.
  Spent the forenoon in the house writing. A Warbling Vireo
was in full song in the elms for about  an hour (10-11)
and at frequent intervals a Tree Toad chirruped in the
orchard. This I think is only the second time I have
heard the Tree Toad since the rather abrupt cessation
of its regular singing in early summer.
[margin]Vireo gilvus[/margin]
[margin]Tree Toad[/margin]
  To Ball's Hill at 2.30 p.m. Sailing down. A mixed flock
of Robins, Bluebirds, Bluejays & Sparrows about some rum
cherry trees near Hunt's landing, two Barn Swallows flying
on the meadow a little below Hunt's, a Carolina Grebe 
(young) in Hunt's Pond floating among the lily pads with
neck erect watching me as I glided past but not
diving, & a Savanna Sparrow flying across the river were about
all the birds that I saw on the way down.
[margin]Carolina Grebe[/margin]
  At Pad Island where I found Richardson fishing a
Bittern rose from the edge of the water as we were talking.
  Richardson went over my grounds with me and then
we paddled up river together keeping the canoes side
side. This was at about sunset. A Swift passed 
over us flying very high towards the E. disappearing
over Ball's Hill. It was apparently a solitary bird and
seemed to be migrating. We also saw a single
Night Hawk flying low over the meadows towards the
W., the regular course of this species here when
migrating.
[margin]Chimney Swift[/margin]
  The pickerel weed is fast turning brown & maturing although
there has been no frost.
  Painted Tortoises still climb out in numbers to sun themselves
[margin]Turtles[/margin]